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A Love Of Things

LOVE BEAUTY POETRY NATURE A Poem Of Appreciation. Photo Credit — Anouska Parr It is easy to fall in love with the beauty of things, the magic of nature glorious in all of its vibrant colours and textures. Embrace the joy it brings, for it may be fleeting as they are just things. This story is published in a Few Words, Medium’s publication that only accepts stories under 500 words. If you have a…

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Much Love ♡

If you fight with anxiety sometimes, feel tired or in a bad mood please keep in mind that you are valuable as much as everyone else.

If your family (like mine) tells you to ‘keep yourself togehter‘ and to ‘be more like everybody else‘ than it’s often really hard to remain silence. But I stoped to try anything. Remember there is a time they would have any controll of any aspect of your life (if you don’t let them)

If your familiy (like mine) doesn’t talk with you because ‘they don’t understand you‘ and blame you for it, than you should know it’s not your fault. You are so anazing and you are an independence person, you may love your family like I do too, but they don’t define you. They are a part of you, but they are not you.  No matter who says those things to you, they don’t live your live. They wont understand like you understand. No one will understand yourself better than you do. And yes there are those friends who are so lovely and smart and funny and seems always to know what you are thinking and how to help you. You may think they know you better than you know yourselft bunt the answere is they don’t they often can just guesing which is fine by the way, but the only one which matters in this equation is you.

Love yourself because when there is a time you feel lost, and I at least think there will be a time in every life that we feel that way,  you shall know you are loveworthy and beautiful and yes

I really love your eyes, they glamour with wisdome

and I love your face, it’s so friendly and I feel home when I look at you

I love your hair, and no matter if or what you are doing, even if it’s just nothing at all and being comfortable with it, I love it.

I love how you speak up when you think it’s important or stays quiet when you think it’s the best.

I love how funny you are, I love how good your hugs feel!

I love the way your lips form words and I just keep track with teh sound. I love how I lost the meaning of so much you say just because it’s you who said it.

I love that who ever you are, is reading and keep reading (hopefully) even though life is somethimes cruel and  you feel treaded unfairly.

And right now I could cry but I don’t ‘cause ... life is life

This phrase was so meaningless, but I love that you still put enough faith in me to keep reading,

And the last thing I want to say to you, which I love about you, is that you can be so faithful with me so I trust you to use some of your great, big heart for yourself.